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'Hell Bound'
Spike's Bitches 36: Did I Sully Our Good Name?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
OK, it's slow in here. Who wants to play the Three Things You Want game?
I want:
To see the mountains.
To take two weeks and drive across the country.
To take on writing as a full hobby.
(Prompted by a friend attempting to talk about Meaningful Things in email, when we should be flailing instead.)
I want: To publish a book
To finish a few craft projects
To finish my incompletes
I want:
- To take a trip to France and Italy.
- A platinum Cartier Love bracelet [link] (frivolous, but still!)
- More time for volunteer work
I want:
to buy a house
to finish my new play
to go to Mexico with J and laze on the beach
I walked in from going to the bathroom to find Owen merrily tearing the letter keys off my laptop keyboard. *headdesk* I tried to fix one myself and ended up breaking the wee plastic piece. Now I have to call Comp USA and have them fix them (I knew paying for that extended service package was a smart move).
I have to ask - did he have clothes on?
I want:
My income to match my bills
A vacation that's a vacation, not a block of time necessary for doctors appointments and car stuff
To not feel so threatened at a major revision to a fic I wrote and that I want to do
Yup, he had his clothes on, so I guess that's progress. But apparently, the store where I bought the computer is now closed--so no service center. Except in Dayton. What the fuck am I supposed to do now?
- I want to make a living performing and writing
- I want my Mother's health to be wonderful for once in her life
- I want happily ever after with a guy who has the sense to give me this >[link]